On the brink

Right now I am typing as quietly as possible, because you see I am trapped (yes, trapped) in a hotel room with my son - who has not been sleeping regularly in DAYS (can you feel my stress just dripping off these keys? No? Well, then, I will continue.) You see, right now he is screaming his head off because he sees me when he stands up in the pack n play. So, not only am I doing everything quietly, (which can make even the most normal person go slightly insane after awhile) but I am ducking and dodging his eyes and practically crawling on the floor army style so he won't see me. All the while I am listening and internalizing the infernal and ceaseless screaming. Every once in a while he slows up, falls down, buries his head in the sheet, and begins to seem to fall into night-night land...and as hopes rise, something happens (toilet flush, cough, unzipping suitcase)...and we start OVER!

So, what are you doing on your lovely Saturday morning? I'll bet it is not as adventurous and harrowing as what we are doing. I mean, come on, we are literally living on the treacherous line between slightly crazy and INSANE! Tip-toeing around, whispering, CRAWLING ON THE FLOOR...rolling our eyes at the stupidity of it all, and giving each other the evil eye of death if one so much as walks heavy...yes sir, we love adventure in the Ray family. We know we are really getting gutsy when one of us dares turn on the tv real low...whoa!

Ok- I know you may think I am crazy, but through all our transitions and such, Brody's sleep gets messed up and we basically start over with a new pattern and routine, and it takes him awhile to get adjusted. He really sleeps well most of the time, which is why I am able to write this post without crying. I know this will pass. But when I take time to pretend I am someone else looking in at my life, I am able to see the humor in it, which is a good thing; it keeps me from giving up. And I try to capture it as best I can in words. For you. So, what I am saying is, enjoy our pain, please. It's therapeutic. And, we will have a good laugh when I see you again. Have a great day.

ps - my husband is daring to open the door to go outside and check out the snow...risking the fact that Brody just fell asleep...are you on the edge of your seat yet? well, you will have to find out next time what happens...